Marquis of Grand Xia

Zeguo, heavy rain poured, the green dragon turned into the sky.

The dragon blood enters the body, the green body transforms, and the claws and dragon horns emerge, turning into a dragon.

"Roar!"

Jiu Tianlong Yin shook the sky, in the void, the cyan dragon roared and shook the sky, the thunder fell in the sky, and it was difficult to hurt the transformed dragon.

Not far away, after dispersing the demon emperor's blood, Ning Chen didn't take his life and waved and flew down.

Below, Butterfly looks at the Master who has fallen from the sky, trotting up and laughing, "Master is really powerful."

"Okay, don't flatter, take your sister Mu, let's go." Ning Chen smiled.

"Sister Mu?" Butterfly wondered, stunned.

"Your white sister's name is Mu Chengxue and he is an old master of Master." Ning Chen smiled.

Butterfly looked at the two suspiciously. Why didn't she see that Sister Bai and Master were old friends?

"Okay, help your sister Mu soon, we are gone."

Ning Chen reached out and patted the butterfly's head and said.

"Qingqing?"

The butterfly asked, pointing at the blue sky where Skyrim was crossing.

"She has her own character, maybe, in a short time, there will be another saint with a perfect road in the world, and our stay here will have no effect." Ning Chen said.

"saint?"

Butterfly was surprised, "So fast."

"The demon race is different from our human race."

Ning Chen said calmly, "For the demon clan, the inheritance of blood is the most important, otherwise the demon emperor will not spend so much money on Zhouzhang to catch the youth."

Butterflies had heard it, glanced at the blue sky of the sky reluctantly, but they also understood that there was no feast in the world, and walked up to Mu Chengxue to support him.

"Master, where are we going?" Butterfly asked.

"Look for traces of old people."

Ning Chen said, stepping away.

Heavenly cycle reincarnation, has its own number, after a hundred years, an old man returned, but also lost a lot, he wanted to find them all back.

The four left Ze Guo and went to the world. On the way, with the help of Ning Chen, Mu Chengxue's injury gradually recovered.

However, the bridge of the avenue severed by Ning Chen's sword was always difficult to recover, and Mu Chengxue's memories were all lost.

"We're friends?"

Between the mountains and rivers, Mu Chengxue looked at the man next to him and asked.

"Ok."

Ning Chen nodded and said, "Good friends."

"Then can you tell me about my past?" Mu Chengxue's eyes flashed in confusion.

"of course can."

Ning Chen was talking about Mucheng's past as he moved forward.

In the rebirth of Baishi, it is so complicated that it is difficult to tell whether it is grace or resentment.

Behind, the butterfly followed Guigui's hand and listened to the story of the two.

The past of Master and Sister Mu is really wonderful.

Finally, when talking about the bridge of Mu Chengxue's avenue was cut off by Ning Chen, the look of the butterfly was more wonderful.

Master, really, how to say, I do n’t know Lianxiangxiyu at all.

On the contrary, Mu Chengxue had no hatred, as if an outsider had listened to the story.

"Do you hate me?" Ning Chen said softly.

"It's hard to say hate."

Mu Chengxue replied, "If you lost that battle, I think I should not be merciless."

According to the men around him, the existence of the saint on the road is a threat to the entire world, and their positions are different. Naturally, there is no need to be soft-hearted.

As for Lianxiangxiyu, these are useless rhetoric.

"If you want to take revenge, I will never shirk." Ning Chen looked at the mountains and rivers ahead and smiled.

"If one day, I restore my memory, maybe I will really avenge you, but now I don't have this idea." Mu Chengxue calmly said.

"Not urgent."

Ning Chen replied, "Your memory will be restored for a long time."

"Guigui, do you say Sister Mu is my maid?"

Behind, the butterfly asked quietly.

Gui Gui raised his little head, gently shook his head, and said, "Gui Gui doesn't know."

Butterfly didn't care too much. She rarely listened to Master mentioning Sister Mu, even the ghost's mother, the Master mentioned very few times.

She even suspected that her true teacher-in-law had someone else.

In the heavens of the stars, the world of Buddha, Ning Chen brought three people, and in front of the recast Foshan, a Buddha seeker knelt here and bowed day and night.

Everyone in the world suffers and can't beg for it. Therefore, he entrusts the ethereal Buddha to comfort the empty heart.

In Foshan, Fanyin echoed, a woman in a pink dress sat cross-legged, her body was covered with golden light, the female Buddha was reincarnated, and the world was known as the Buddha.

The woman's appearance is very beautiful, and the beauty is not like an ordinary woman. In front of Foshan, Ning Chen stopped and looked at the woman on the mountain with a smile on her face.

Even though the round came back, she was so dazzling.

In Foshan, the woman seemed to feel the distance of her eyes, her eyes opened, and she looked over.

The eyes that looked at each other, one was kind and the other calm, and they met again after thousands of years. There was no excitement in the imagination, and some only nodded the most plain.

Buddha believes in the afterlife. In the afterlife, love will come again and save all beings.

"Love dye, I will wait for you in the sky."

Ning Chen said something, and left with Gui Gui and others.

In Foshan, the streamer flashed through the female eyes, and I wonder if I understood the former.

Ziwei star field, a sword pool with many swords, white swordsman sitting cross-legged, young looks, so familiar.

In front of the white swordsman is a reshaped broken sword, which is extremely extraordinary.

At sunset, in front of the sword pool, a figure of plain clothes and white hair walked forward, stepping on the afterglow of the setting sun, and the sword was filled.

The two approached, each having their own feelings. The white swordsman opened his eyes and stared at the young man with white hair in front of him. A strange color flashed in his eyes.

This feeling is so familiar.

On Ning Chen's body, Wu Gu shone with brilliance, and it seemed that he had found the owner, but there was a sign of being out of the body.

In the past, the martial arts were abandoned, and the best friends used a sword bone to reshape the road of kendo. When they met today, they also returned to the original owner.

"Friend, your bones, it's time to return you."

Ning Chen said with a smile, pressed his left hand on his chest, pulled out the two sword bones on the left and right sternum ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, and immediately pulled out the two sword bones on his arms.

In three steps, the four bones, the blood flew, and the red coat was dyed.

After Ning Chen pulled out the sword bone, the sword bone disappeared from the sky and returned to the owner.

Suddenly, the swordsman in white was surrounded by the body, and the sword spirit was flourishing. The whole sword pool vibrated and the situation changed.

Ning Chen squinted for a moment, the phoenix around her body rose, the bones were reshaped, and the Eucharist regenerated.

Half a quarter of an hour later, in the body of the white swordsman, the bones were fused, the swords of the two worlds blended, and the cultivation progressed rapidly.

"One sword, Promise."

The swordsman in white also pointed out that the sword was filled with light, and a dazzling sword light burst out of the sky, breaking the afterglow of the setting sun.

"One sword, no regrets."

In the setting sun, Ning Chen also pointed out that the sword spirit rose around the body, the sword light glanced out, and dazzling.